{If you haven’t read the main tale, Dumbistan’s Amorous Beauties, it will make more sense to do that first. Sections within [ ] are present-day, the rest are from the journal. All characters are older than 18.}

[Keena said, “But mom, there are so many questions unanswered. I want to know why we’re blond when the rest of the village is dark-haired. Why did anyone invest in a village so far from anything?”

As Ela stripped off the rest of her clothes, she said, “That’s fodder for tomorrow. Let’s get going.” But Keena had other ideas.

She approached her naked mom with a sensuous smile and fondled her nipple. As she kissed her passionately, she circled Ela’s clit, then slipped a finger into her wet pussy. Ela returned the kiss and explored her daughter’s soaked pussy. Both gasped and dropped to the dense carpet. Keena turned and offered Ela her pussy as she lapped and kissed her mom’s. Rolling over twice, Keena remained the “top” and slid a finger into her mother’s sensitive ass at the same time as Ela invaded Keena’s welcoming ass. In seconds, each filled the other’s mouth with a flood of tasty cum and a deep orgasmic scream.

When she caught her breath, Keena smiled in ecstasy and asked, “Did I earn my adulthood, Mom?”

Ela gasped, “Were you air-tight? Get your boyfriend and his handsome roommate here to fuck us both. I’ll be your third. Eli will witness. Then you’ll earn your stripe.” -gasp-

The door bell rang its musical song, and at the same time, the illicit lovers heard the door slam closed. “Hello? Anyone here? I brought lunch,” said Eli as she peeked into each room. Ela and Keena looked at each other and laughed. Neither moved from their supine pussy-drenched position. Eli found them lying with arms and legs spread. She put down the lunch bag. “Well, I see I’m at least in time for dessert.” Standing over them with a smile, she said, “Ela, it’s about time you made your offspring current with our family traditions.”

Keena watched as Eli stripped off her braless top. She noted the single white stripe tattooed on her arm was identical to her mom’s, as were her big mobile tits. Eli kicked off her shoes as she released her skirt and let it fall to the floor. Keena noted that her furry blond bush also matched her mom’s. “Aunt Eli, do you ever wear panties? Any time I saw up your skirt, you were always commando. Even mom had panties on today.”

Eli said, “There were no panties to wear in our village. Some of us wore a tiny loincloth some of the time.” She stared at Ela’s pussy and asked, “Why were you wearing panties?”

Ela said, “Church. I don’t always want to feel horny in church when my slacks rub my clit. I didn’t have that exposure in Dumistan.”

Eli grinned, then knelt between Keena’s open legs and studied her damp bush and the pretty pussy under it. She leaned forward, spread Keena’s inner labia, and deeply inhaled her niece’s intoxicating, musky scent. “We could almost be triplets if we looked more alike. As it is, your pussy looks and holds the same heavenly scent as your mom’s.” She took a deep lick, “Mmm, your cum even tastes like hers — and mine.”

Keena moaned. Eli licked around her clit as Ela looked on. When Eli gently sent her tongue as deep into her niece’s kitty as possible, she slipped two fingers into the soaked young pussy. Ela licked, then bit her daughter’s stiff nipple as she tugged on her sister’s tall nipple. Eli groaned on Keena’s clit as her sister pinched her nipple hard. Keena’s nipple sent a sharp tingle to her clit as Ela sucked it. Already aroused, Keena’s head floated, and her whole body shook as she squirted her cum into her aunt’s hungry mouth and face. The twins sighed and watched Keena return to Earth. All were speechless.]

[Three days later, Keena again pressed her mom, Ela, for answers. Ela gave in and said the answers were in a separated part of Albert’s journal. As she opened a locked drawer in their Secretary desk, she said, “In answer to your first question, Eli and I are the only blonds in our village because our father isn’t our father. Thirty years before your father came to our village, the Chinese dropped food, supplies, and some tech for us. Then the Russians began giving us technical help. Actually, they invaded us and treated us badly. A dozen men and women, with weapons, taught us their cruel ways, as we taught them our peaceful ways. All but two left after a month. The last two were a couple, and both were blond.